Guanaguanare: the laughing gull

IT IS WELL
Composed by Horatio G. Spafford (1873)
Performed by Sounds Like Reign

When peace like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well with my soul

It is well [it is well]
With my soul [with my soul]
It is well, it is well with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, oh, my soul.

It is well [it is well]
With my soul [with my soul]
It is well, it is well with my soul.

Oh Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.

It is well [it is well]
With my soul [with my soul]
It is well, it is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul.

Source:The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance!..............................................................................................................................

A Note From The Gull

Christus heri hodie semper!

Thank you, Sounds Like Reign.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Christ has no body now but yours
No hands, no feet on earth but yours
Yours are the eyes with which He sees
Yours are the feet with which He walks
Yours are the hands with which He blesses all the world
Yours are the hands.

Christ has no body now but yours
No hands, no feet on earth but yours
Yours are the eyes with which He sees
Yours are the feet with which He walks
Yours are the hands with which He blesses all the world
Yours are the hands.

Christ has no body now but yours
No hands, no feet on earth but yours
Yours are the eyes with which He sees
Yours are the feet with which He walks
Yours are the hands with which He blesses all the world
Yours are the hands.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance!
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A Note From The Gull

Do good in memory of Him.

Thank you, Josh Garrels.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Have you heard the silent night
The earth is always singing
Praises of the morning sun
Even before morning.
And the whole world is singing of
It’s beauty all day long
And even the quiet dark
That silence is a song.

Weep not for the day of gray
For the heavens are not weeping
The roses are still red and gay
They are even blooming
And the whole world is singing of
It’s beauty all day long
And even the quiet dark
That silence is a song
That silence is a song.

Source:The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance!..............................................................................................................................

A Note From The Gull

.... a resurrection song.

Thank you, Lizz Wright.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

We can hear creation groan
It's crying out for God
Every night when stars come out, I hear creation's song
And it sings, "Oh, Lord!"
And we sing, "Oh, Lord!"
"You are light and You are love.
You are flesh and You are blood."

Peace will come to those who love
Peace will come to those who love
Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah.

We can hear creation groan
It's crying out for God
Every night when stars come out, I hear creation's song
And it sings, "Oh, Lord!"
And we sing, "Oh, Lord!"
"You are light and You are love.
You are flesh and You are blood."

Peace will come to those who love
Peace will come to those who love
Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah,
Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance!
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A Note From The Gull

I believe in the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection of the body, and the life everlasting. Amen.

Thank you, Josh Garrels.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

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Lord, Please walk beside me through this day. Clear the heavy air with the lightness of Your Presence. Guide my hands and steady my heart that I may give comfort when I cannot give hope, that I may give relief when I do not have a cure, and that I may radiate Your healing peace when the limits of science, time, and the human body overwhelm us all.Amen